I See, But Cannot Reach, The Height

Art Is The Child Of Nature.

From Labor There Shall Come Forth Rest.

If We Could Read The Secret History Of Our Enemies We Should Find In Each Man's Life Sorrow And Suffering Enough To Disarm All Hostility.

It Is Difficult To Know At What Moment Love Begins; It Is Less Difficult To Know That It Has Begun.

A Word That Has Been Said May Be Unsaid-it Is But Air. But When A Deed Is Done, It Cannot Be Undone, Nor Can Our Thoughts Reach Out To All The Mischiefs That May Follow.